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A/N: Hey y'all. This is my first story ever published on Portkey!!! Now, I had to make a few changes in the book so this story makes sense. First, there are no Horcruxes. In this story, let's just pretend Harry finished Voldie couple years ago. He'll just get in the way. This story might be about….I don't know, what, 20 chapters sound good? Okay. That being said, enjoy and review, I am open to any criticism and suggestions to make my story better, so, review, even to say that you hated it and there's no way to fix it
Hogwarts, 6th year.
"WE……..ARE THE CHAMPIONS………..MY FRIEEEEEENNNNNDSSSSSS!!!!!"
Hermione laughed and got herself another butterbeer. "I think Seamus is drunk," she said speaking loudly over the music to Ron at the table. Ron grinned and replied, "When is he isn't?" They both laughed and watched as Seamus sang into his butterbeer bottle.
It was the party after the Quidditch Cup. Of course, Gryffindor flattened Ravenclaw, but it was a close match. In fact, it would be Ravenclaw celebrating tonight if Ron had let that last goal in. It was actually an amazing save, even to Hermione, who didn't even care for Quidditch. Ron had been on the other side of the goal, and he somehow managed to shoot back over to where the Quaffle was being thrown in, and, with the tips of his fingers, knocked the Quaffle out just as Ginny found the snitch. The score? 410 to 420, in favor of Gryffindor.
So, being that he basically "saved" the game, Ron was feeling mighty cocky. So Hermione played along, praising and bowing down to him while the whole Gryffindor team lifted him up and carried him to the common room while he held on to the trophy.
Only Ginny seemed slightly put out. She was sitting on an armchair by the fire. Hermione went over to her. "What's wrong?" she asked. Lavender stumbled and fell near them. Hermione ignored her. "Ginny?" Ginny sighed. "I don't know…I guess I just feel bad that Harry had to miss out on it." "Miss out on what?" Ginny sighed again. "That, you know, he missed out on playing the game."
Hermione laughed. "Don't worry, I'm sure that Harry will play a thousand more games and win a thousand more trophies. Don't worry. There's always next year. And besides, when he comes back from detention with Snape, he's got a party to go to! I think that's a nice reward for alphabetizing detention records, don't you?"
Ginny smiled. "Always right, aren't you, Hermione?" Hermione smiled too. "You know it." Ginny stood up. "Well, I think I'll get another butterbeer. Want one?" Hermione laughed. "You know, the butterbeer's spiked with fire whisky. Be careful how much you drink." Ginny had mock surprise on her face. "Hermione? Prefect Hermione, not confiscating fire whisky and drinking it too?"
Hermione ignored her and drank her butterbeer. She wondered about Ginny. Ever since she broke up with Dean, she seemed to be psyching herself up to do something. Hermione looked at her. Ginny was chugging down the butterbeer. Hermione took another sip, and then stopped. She was starting to feel a buzz. She shook her head to clear it, then put her drink down.
Hermione hadn't gone five steps when Lavender Brown came tumbling into view again.
She helped Lavender up and said, "Are you drunk?" Lavender giggled and said, "Sshhhhhhh, don't tell no one." Hermione dropped her on the floor. She was still pretty pissed off at her. How could she have used Ron like that? Leading him on and then just dumping him. She was glad when Ron finally got the balls to break it up with her.
Everyone thought the reason Hermione was so angry about their relationship was because she was jealous. Hell no, she thought. I mean, sure Ron's cute, but my heart's been stolen long ago.
Hermione laughed out loud when she heard herself say that. It sounded so cheesy. But, she had to admit, it was true. She didn't just have a crush. Oh no, what started out as a simple crush escalated into full-blown love.
Ever since third year, when Harry and her waited outside with Buckbeak, they had talked about anything and everything. From Quidditch to muggle television. She was surprised just how easy it was to talk to him. And spending almost half a year with him alone during fourth year only sped up her feelings for him, and she finally realized that she loved Harry at the end of last year.
Yes Hermione loved Harry Potter. The only problem was he had no idea.
Lavender was clawing at Hermione's jeans like a drunk. Hermione shook her off and went to Ron who was comforting a depressed Luna. "What are you two lovebirds doing here all by yourself?" Hermione asked as she sat right next to them. Ron looked as though he might laugh.
"Luna's mad at me since I didn't let Ravenclaw win." He turned to Luna. "Honey, you know I'm sorry and all, but," he sighed, "I just gots the skills baby."
Hermione laughed and started to walk away (since she knew Luna wasn't gonna be happy soon) and started walking to the table to get a snack. when the portrait door opened and Harry walked in.
A blast of noise hit him and he looked shocked. He opened his mouth to say something when suddenly all Hermione saw was red hair right in front of him.
Hermione's mouth was open. Was that…Ginny?
The whole room had gone completely silent. She vaguely heard a bottle breaking. Hermione didn't exactly know when Harry and Ginny broke apart. It could have been minutes, hours, or possibly several dark and stormy days. All Hermione knew was that Ginny had been kissing Harry, her Harry.
Harry glanced nervously around the room as whistles and cat calls rang out. His eyes landed on Hermione.
She quickly broke into a smile. What the hell was she supposed to do, kill him? Yes, but that might be a little too extreme.
Harry and Ginny walked back out of the portrait hole. Hermione grabbed a butterbear and, with a smile still plastered on, she walked towards her dormitory.
All around her a buzz broke out:
"Harry and Ginny?"
"I thought they'd get together soon"
"Yeah, I mean, Hermione-"
Hermione closed the door behind her and walked up slowly up the stairs. She landed on her bed, and, after placing silencing charms on her curtains, she fell onto her bed and finally allowed the tears to fall from her eyes.
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